She Knows the Way

Lovely Lady Dressed in Blue

Lovely Lady dressed in blue-
Teach me how to pray!
God was just your little boy,
Tell me what to say!

Did you lift Him up, sometimes,
Gently on your knee?
Did you sing to Him the way
Mother does to me?

Did you hold His hand at night?
Did you ever try
Telling stories of the world?
O! And did He cry?

Do you really think He cares
If I tell Him things-
Little things that happen? And
Do the Angels’ wings

Make a noise? And can He hear
Me if I speak low?
Does He understand me now?
Tell me- for you know?

Lovely Lady dressed in blue-
Teach me how to pray!
God was just your little boy,
And you know the way.

~  Mary Dixon Thayer

          This afternoon, I traced the sign of the Cross over both my ears and asked for Jesus to speak to me, to give me His Word and only His. As I prayed, a little memory came unbidden. Of a pre-dawn day in August many years ago when I heard Jesus say to me,

Blow the breath of My Mother into the realms

I didn’t understand what it meant; and I searched deep for its meaning. Yet, till today, heaven in silence watches over my pondering. But it didn’t stop me from using those words as a prayer. At the height of Covid, a muslim colleague was hospitalised for severe Covid. When I heard that he was struggling to draw breath, I remembered the words of that old August day. I reached for those words once more. With conviction that they would work a miracle, over and over, I prayed them as a prayer. Soon, I began praying this prayer for all those in hospital with Covid and struggling to breathe.

          Today, the old words return with the sign of the Cross. Seeing the words of Mary Dixon Thayer’s poem on this day of the Feast of the Holy Rosary gives me pause. I wonder if Jesus is finally answering both the seeking from years past, as well as my plea today for His word.

Blow the breath of My Mother into the realms

Ask Her

For She knows the way

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